All you can Eat!

Realising that turning down this offer wouldn't just lead to a pissed off guest, but likely him being fired (and the fact that, Hello! Helena freaking Douglas was offering up herself for some action!) Michael wisely accepted the invitation. Moving forward and positioning himself between her smooth legs as he took a hold of her thighs. Leaning the head down to the exposed folds as he pushed his tongue out. Starting to run up and down along the entrance to her love tunnel.

"Mmmmm... Took you long enough..." Helena teased, but now with a smile as she began to moan. Feeling his tongue testing her now as it worked across then around the outside of her. "Ahhhhh... Let's hope it was... Mmmmmm... Worth the wait..." She added, looking down to see the handsome face now between her thighs and watching that tongue lap out against her box.

He was just going with the flow now, as he pushed his tongue a little further into the blonde Goddess spread eagle in front of him. No time to think about the risk of being seen out in the open, even in this closed during the day Casino. Working his tongue against the outside of her for another few licks before he shifted in closer. Pushing his tongue now actually inside of her snatch, and instantly getting a clearer moan from the French stunner.

"Mmmmm!! Oh yes... That's it..." She moaned her approval. The head of DOATEC purring lustfully already as if this is the first action she's had in months. Placing a hand on top of his head to further encourage the oral treatment to her snatch. Her wetness growing now as his tongue probed around inside of her. "That's a good little worker... Mmmmmm!! You take care of... Ahhhhh! Your Boss' pussy..." She added between groans. Playing up the aspect of both the wager victory, and the real fact that he does, in fact, work for her, but just through a middle man of sorts in a chain of leadership.

Michael was focused on pleasuring this beautiful woman, as any red-blooded male would. His mouth now close to her snatch as he continued to lap away at her with that hungry tongue. Showing off his skill as he tasted her forming juices, making himself moan at the sweet taste. The action of dining on a woman's twat making him be hard in his pants, but not removing a hand off from her legs in order to stimulate himself. Keeping the attention onto this moaning stunner. His work making her nipples be rock hard and poking through the bikini she still had on as he ate her out on top of this Roulette table.

He looked up, being treated to not just seeing her breasts sticking out but the look of lust on her pretty face as she stared back down. Gritting her teeth with desire as the two locked eyes, before her hand gripped his hair firmly as if to remind him of the job he's doing. Soon she was rewarded for that with another moan escaping her usually singing opera mouth. His tongue sticking in deep to her folds as far as he could reach. Further exploring as he started to twirl around within her.

With no instructions to the otherwise, he kept on pleasing her pussy like his life, not just his job, depended on it.